Chapter 602

But before George could touch Winnie's face, Yolanda grabbed his wrist. "You—" George tried to pull away but couldn't break free. Instead, the grip on his wrist only tightened painfully. "Let go of me, you little bitch!" Yolanda released his wrist as requested, but with a shove that sent him tumbling back onto the couch. "What do you think you're doing?" George was surprised by Yolanda's strength. He tried to save face by acting as if he was the one who had decided to sit down and ignore Yolanda. He even crossed his legs casually. He was not worried about what she might do. Not only were there security guards throughout the ballroom, but he had brought six of his own bodyguards from Creybia. Each one of them was hand-picked for their exceptional skills. With such backup, he did not believe Yolanda could cause any real trouble. "Didn't you want me to get you champagne?" Yolanda asked with a cold smile. "Hmph! Good to see you know your place!" George sneered while wavin